Little Bomb

Stop!

My dear little bomb,

Tik-a-tik-tik,

Whatever you are doing,

just please, stop!

Sorry to ask,

but why are you so noisy?

Throwing tantrums all night,

you didn't let me sleep

Don't you know I heard it all?

Yes, I heard you

I know you, little bomb

You're up to something again

Deafening,

tenacious,

irritatingly persistent,

your thump, thump, thump rings

from my eardrums straight to every strand of my system

I hate it.

I hate, not the idea of falling anew,

but the fact that it's not even a worthy cliff

Trapped,

unable to wander freely,

you must be really bored

Is that why you're doing this?

Have you forgotten how

you nearly stopped beating the last time?

You never learned your lesson, did you?

Oh, what should I expect?

Hearts never learn, they're not brains

Stop!

You can rest if it hurts

so whatever you are doing,

beating hopeless love rhythms,

weaving tangled emotions,

or crying to get used of the pain,

stop, little bomb

Don't you know I heard it all?

Yes, I heard you

I know it's all you really wanted:

to be heard

I am listening,

and I don't want you to explode.